The Mafia Sacrifice

3

I walked back to my room as fast as I could. I felt my eyes swell up with tears and I knew exactly how this was going to end.

I couldn't help but wonder what kind of sick fuck just sends their daughter off to marry a random. But deep down I knew. I knew it was worthless ass parents who didn't give a shit about anyone but themselves—money and power.

Strike two, guess they made a deal.

After crying for hours, I suddenly fell asleep.

I woke up that morning to a loud sound — someone knocking on my door. I quickly jumped out my bed and sprinted to the door opening it.

Honestly, it was odd because not many people knocked on my door respectfully or just period. My family had no morals or respect for me.

As I open it, I seen three women who looked around their 20s soon to be 30s.

"Hello dear, let's get started," The woman in the middle said annoyingly as she pushed open my door unapologetically inviting her self in. I gave her a frown. "Who are you and why are you in my room?"

I could tell that she was here for someone but It didn't look like she was here for me, with her deranged style and the annoying attitude she carried.

Kind of reminds me of my mom.

"Are you here for my broth-" I said as she cut me off.

"No hun, we are here to dress you for your meeting." She pats my head as if I was a dog.

It hurt that even a stranger could treat me so badly. All I wanted was to feel love of some sort, but good things were never on my side.

Being lost in thought, my mind finally circled back to the word 'meeting'. Remember the conversation I had with my sperm donor last night. 

"You are getting married and tomorrow you will meet your husband."

With great instant, I felt angry. I knew these last hours would be the last of me being my own person. Be anything but a object to some man. I was barely even considered a person at my own home.

I wanted to experience life and later on meet the love of my life. I wanted to move somewhere far away from family before they thought to do something fucking stupid like this. However, I have no choice.

This is fucked up.

I don't even know the guys name or where he works. I knew nothing and that's what it was like for a while. I was fucking clueless. I was raised and taught to shut up and looked pretty. Now I have to do it for some random guy I don't even know?

My parents left me in the dark to fail. They didn't care. When they didn't care, it made me feel as I don't matter. I was their daughter who they only claimed because they felt like they had to— for their job, spotlight, and whatever rich people do for a living.

I didn't realize that the three women had finished my hair and make up. I looked pretty but everything up to this moment felt surreal. I mean from the arranged marriage to the beautiful make up. I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that this is happening to me.

And it was going so fast!

Once I slid my dress on I was left with complete shock. The dress was beautiful! It was a nude color with silver lining all over. It wasn't big, it fit around my curves perfectly.

It reminded me of a prom dress. I never got to go to prom but in this moment it felt like I was.

Paired with that, I wore some nude heels. They looked perfect along with the dress. Sadly they won't really be shown due to the dress being long.